Wizardshoes And The Couch King Ft Dismissedfit Star Beings
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|Title||:||Wizardshoes and the Couch King ft. DisMissedFit - Star Beings|
|Description||:|| It's all about the music |
Blessings to all the people that listen to this song, we hope your life is benefited by it beautifully
Huge thanks to all the passion and energy two of my good friends brought to this track, I am super grateful to have made a song with you guys, much love :-)
Wizardshoes aka Ill Dub Productions: synths, guitar, final master
DisMissedFit: lyrics, vocals
Couch King: production, lyrics, vocals
Sir Name: art
I came from stars
Formed of gaia, sprung from the holy well
Sometimes the angel flies away and leaves me with the devil on my shoulder
battle with these demons elevated awareness as we’re older
Requiem for a dream that’s been lost in the solar
I lean into the turns this life can be a roller coaster.
Step in with the vocal weapon I was never one to holster.
Repping my culture til the day my brains only being picked apart by the vultures.
Plugging out of the matrix as I shape shift from the basics,
Improving third eye vision giving probono lasiks, let’s face it we so fallen from grace,
the roots have been infected and I still feel it in the bass. as I sit back and contemplate fate
as of lately the body’s getting slim and the mind is feeling shady,
when the art becomes about whose gunna pay me.
I’m like man who really even cares if they pay me?
this movements for the music, and man I’m about to lose it
real recognize real, and blatantly I’m screaming fuck a record deal
them labels don’t feel the truth, and that’s all I speak in the booth
never turn my back on the muse, I just cruise to the border of oblivion
the gems were hidden in ourselves so I’m ripping through my brain cells,
come get tossed by the swells of the ocean that rippled through time with the rhymes,
the regimes in our prime like it’s Octomus time
or apocalypse time…. naw
the divides were only constructs of our minds
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